"Help me see if there's anything here?"

Looking at Ye Ruoqing's smooth and tender face, Ling Siye's eyes became a little deep. He gently stretched out his slender fingers and touched the girl's soft skin. "There are some here too. Let me help you wipe it."

Ye Ruoqing blinked, feeling that Ling Siye's fingers stayed on her face for too long, and muttered,

"Have you wiped it off?"

"Please take me back to where I live. My brother must be very worried about me."

Ye Ruoqing thought of her fifth brother in the illusion.

Ling Siye retracted his fingers, lowered his head and said, "Okay, I'll take you back. I've already wiped it."

"Ruoqing, you know there is an engagement between our two families..."

Ling Siye spoke carefully.

"Well, I know. You want to marry me? Do you like me?"

Ye Ruoqing turned her head and looked at Ling Siye, her eyes curved.

Ling Siye paused.

I don’t know what kind of answer would satisfy Ye Ruoqing.

He likes it.

"You know that engagement is just a joke. Ye Silan really likes that Ling Changyu from your family. Let them get married."

Ye Ruoqing spoke softly, although she did have a slight affection for Ling Siye.

But you don't have to lock yourself up and enter into married life.

At least for now, she still likes Ling Siye's face.

Well, I also like Ling Siye’s concern and care for me.

But this is far from the level of being able to get married.

"Okay, got it." Ling Siye's tone was a little dry.

It seems that not enough has been done.